Black Sail

Agares Dagon had launched the expedition about three hundred years ago.

The place where the demons resided was not the so-called Demon Realm.

There were many names for it, Chaos Interface, Annihilation Domain, Outer Void, etc. These were collective terms for all regions outside the mortal realm, with no consensus on the name.

As a mere soldier, Haywood had no idea where their destination was; he had only heard that they were to slay a dragon, and blindly followed the sergeant, marching for over two centuries. Partway, he got separated from the legion and accidentally entered the Otherworldly Gate, ending up living alone on an isolated island for over ten years.

The so-called advancement was merely a pretext of Haywood’s.

His previous position had been that of a Sentinel, a patroller roaming outside the main force of the legion, which was why he had gotten separated.

The reason Haywood needed materials containing the Annihilation Element was not for any promotion; as a Sentinel, he knew how to send coordinates.

The Annihilation Element was the source of power for beings like Haywood.

There was nothing in this world that could replenish his own strength; he had already exhausted all his Annihilation Element in his attempts to contact the legion while on the island, which was why he was so frail now.

Although a low-level Demon, being taken by Dagon on an expedition meant that one was almost undying and immortal. Chopped into mincemeat, as long as the source of power was not exhausted, one could quickly resurrect.

This small piece of Destruction Material could replenish the Annihilation Element, but its concentration was too low; it was only enough to barely keep him alive. Haywood did not want to continue loitering in this forsaken place; he did not know if the expedition was over. He could not afford to become a deserter; he was still hoping to return home.